Runaways [MikaYuu]

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

As exciting as learning about new advanced math concepts may be, all great classes eventually come to an end, and the day seemed to go downhill from there.

After math class came Orchestra, which was something all students were expected to take. As classical music was extremely important in the higher-class community, the requirement of taking four years or more of an instrument became prevalent throughout junior high and high school. An eighth-grade Yuu decided he would do the most typical choice out there; the violin. The strings still occasionally squeaked painfully when he played a wrong note, but Yuu had definitely improved over the years.

However, by some magical force that wanted to make his life harder than it should be, Yuu was given one of the major solos in the upcoming orchestra concert. Guess that was to be expected, considering he was first chair. He had risen up to first chair violin this year, which he supposed he should be proud of, but it wasn't a big enough deal for him to care.

Upon hearing the news, his parents were ecstatic. His mother, Kaori, who enjoyed violin herself in her high school days, lived vicariously through her son's success and had extremely high expectations for him to essentially not fuck everything up and ruin the family namesake (well, at least, that's his personal translation of her impassioned speech about it).

Then came Advanced Latin, which was hell in itself. It didn't help that he sat next to Mitsuba Sangu, Shinoa's best friend, but more commonly known as the most annoying girl on Earth. Seriously, Yuu was convinced this girl was dragged from the darkest pits of Hell for the single intention of ruining his day. He had no idea how Shinoa was able to tolerate even having a simple conversation with the devil's spawn herself.

Their conversation when Yuu walked into class went as follows:

Mitsuba: "Looking shitty as always, Prince Itchy-nose!"

Yuu: "Fuck off, Shit-suba."

Thankfully, they got new assigned seats that day, so Yuu and Mitsuba were now separated as far as possible. Their weary professor had grown weary of their constant, disruptive bickering and drew up a new seating chart to get them away from each other poste haste. Yuu was just glad he was able to finally focus on his Latin passage translation in peace.

After Latin was Medieval European History, which Yuu loved only because he could shorten the class to "MEH", which was exactly what he felt about the class. Too many dates, random facts, and names of dead people that didn't really matter.

Lunch, or Yuu's personal favorite period of the day, came after history, and god, by the time the bell rang for lunch Yuu had never felt happier. Why wouldn't he; lunch was basically an hour to do nothing but talk with friends and eat food. It was a great break from class, too.

Yuu was in a positive mood until he reached in his satchel to retrieve his lunch when he found nothing to be there. "Shit," He cursed under his breath, scowling at the books in his bag. When he was rushing out the door this morning, he forgot to grab a lunch.

Whatever, Yuu thought with mild disdain as he buckled his bag and headed towards his usual lunch spot on the roof. I'll just get Shinoa to give me some of hers.

Two flights of stairs and one wish to be in better shape later, Yuu pushed through the door that led to the roof and saw his group of friends (and Shit-suba, whom he did not consider a friend in the slightest) already conglomerated in a circle by the fenced-in edge. The afternoon-wind whipped against Yuu's face, and it felt nice to breathe in the fresh air.

"Hi, Yuichiro-kun!" Yoichi waved spasmodically. Ah, Yoichi. Overly peppy as always.

"Hello, Yuichiro," Shinoa greeted with a soft smile. Her token orchid-colored bow tied together the braids on the sides of her head. She was wearing shiny lip gloss, and Yuu tried not to stare.